Plush Pink Lips E-Book

Mia London

• Herausgeber: Mia London Books
• Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
• Serie: Kaleidoscope
• Sprache: Englisch

Seitenzahl: 104

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2022

Beschreibung

Anabelle is like a sister to him…

…plus she has boyfriend.

Ana has a boyfriend she loves, and he loves her. So why is she so bored? Why is Lance’s offer vastly appealing to her?

Lance isn’t just Ana’s best friend, he’s like her big brother. He’s supposed to protect her. When she looks for help to spice up her relationship, Lance knows just what she needs. And he has two weeks to “tutor” her.

You’ll love this friends-to-lovers story because sometimes when you take a chance, it pays off.

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Leseprobe

Plush Pink Lips

Kaleidoscope Series

Book 8

Mia London

Plush Pink Lips

Copyright ©2022 Mia London

ISBN 978-1-955369-12-1

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used factitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, event or locales is entirely coincidental.

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or utilized in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission from the publisher.

Publisher: Mia London Books

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Southlake, TX 76092

Cover design by Renee Luke Designs.

Interior Design by Creative As Hale Designs.

To my reader fans. You are the reason I write.

Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

A Message From The Author

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About the Author

ChapterOne

Lance’s doorbell rang at eight that night. He wasn’t expecting anyone in particular, especially over the summer when most of the Lakemont students were home for three months. There was one person it could be.

He opened the door to Anabelle, his best friend since elementary school. She was a complete sweetheart and like a little sister to him. “Hey Ana, c’mon in. I’m surprised to see you.” He hugged her because, one, she was like family, and two, because her body felt so damn good next to his.

“I hope I’m not bugging you. I was just so bored.”

Ana lived in one of the student apartment buildings on campus, which was likely looking like a ghost town now.

Lance lived in an apartment off campus. His job as a teacher assistant and research assistant for the psychology department meant working twelve months a year while getting his master’s degree.

He’d been thinking of heading over to Jake’s, a friend and fellow research assistant in the Physics department, but this was much better. “No work tonight?”

She shook her head.

“Wanna beer or a glass of wine?”

“White wine would be great.”

He went to his fridge. “So, where’s the boyfriend?”

She groaned. “A family reunion-trip thing. He’s gone for two weeks.”

He grimaced. “That sucks.”

She took the glass he offered then followed him to the sofa. “Yeah.”

“If you can stand it, I’m watching a French movie. There are subtitles though.”

“Okay. Sounds cool.”

He hit play.

She snuggled in closer to him, something she’d done many times before when hanging at his place. She had a younger sister but had always wanted a brother. He had a younger brother but had always wanted a sister. For years, they filled the “surrogate” roll for one another.

He wrapped an arm around her.

After several minutes, a sex scene came on, and her breathing changed a bit. Or maybe that was his.

Changing the focus, he started, “So, you sorta sighed when I asked about Matt. Is everything all right?”

She let out a nervous little laugh and took a sip of her wine. “I guess I’m questioning why I miss him so much. He makes me laugh and that’s a big thing for me.”

Lance tilted his head. “But you don’t miss other things, like the sex?”

She shrugged. “He definitely plays it safe in that department.”

“Have you said anything to him?”

She glanced up at him. “I don’t think I can do that. I mean, I’m not sure what to say. And…” She shrugged again.

Lance pursed his lips, both of them still watching the naked action before them.

Lance would bet his last dollar she was too unsure of herself and shy, she would never say anything to Matt. He turned to face her. “An, do you want me to help?”

It was a risky proposition. They were best friends, and if this backfired, he could ruin the best relationship he ever had. But Ana meant the world to him. He had to give it a try.

“Huh?”

“Like I could show you a few things, we can talk about. Maybe you’d feel more confident talking to your man then.”

She swallowed. She was sweet and innocent. Discussing sex probably ranked up there with a root canal.

Lance had a suspicion this boyfriend was her first sexual experience.

Her naivete was the main reason her parents pushed her to attend Lakemont, because Lance was there. He could keep an eye on her.

“You mean like sex and stuff.”

He tipped his head. “Sorta. Nothing too heavy, but I could sorta walk you through a few things during these few weeks. Then, when he returns, you’ll feel more confident to tell him what you like because you’ll know. And if he asks about this new approach, tell him you were reading Dr. Ruth.”

She laughed.

Lance loved to see her smile. Always had.

“Um, I guess it’s okay. We need to go slow. Okay? And I definitely need to keep my privates covered.”

He nearly grinned at her choice of words. Instead, he nodded because he could certainly work with that. He knew his skillset. He could work Ana into a frenzy in those two weeks, she’d be like a new woman. A new wanton woman.

“Okay, take a big sip and then hand me the glass.”

She drank, and he turned down the TV volume. “We’ll talk a little bit as we go about learning what you like.”

She nodded. Her pupils were dilated, and he was hard. He’d fantasized about something like this for God knew how long.

“I’ll start with some simple things.”

“Okay.”

He reached behind her head and carefully removed a ponytail holder. Then, he massaged her scalp.

Her eyelids fluttered closed, and he moved in closer, slowly kissing her face, her eyes, her cheeks, and a few pecks on her lips.

“Good, huh?” He knew it was. Her breathing had accelerated. “And yet so simple, right?”

She nodded but didn’t open her eyes.

He trailed his kisses down her neck to her clavicle. He continued over her T-shirt, knowing he’d have to amend that situation.

“Now, I’m gonna reach up and pull down your bra straps a little.”

The flush on her cheeks was gorgeous.

He slid fingers under the cotton fabric, finding the straps. He pulled down as much as he could. Then he shifted to the floor and in between her legs. He tugged her down a little, so she was in a more reclined position.

Honestly, he loved the idea of being between her legs. He probably shouldn’t think about it or want it, but he couldn’t stop the desire to want to learn more about what turned his precious friend on.

Returning to her neck, he kissed her soft skin and tongued a little circle over her racing pulse point. He made his way to her upper chest, kissing the covered area, and stopping at the bra line.

Her breathing came heavier now, a hard pant.

Excellent.

He kissed her cleavage, following a line down to her stomach. As he kissed, he lifted her shirt to expose her tummy. Her tan just proved she was regularly going to the pool in those little bikini's he loved, even though in his dreams she sunbathed nude.

“How are you feeling?” He lifted his eyes to gaze at her face.

“Um, good.”

Her lips gaped, and she looked positively beautiful.

Lance was fairly certain her boyfriend wasn’t taking care of her like he should.

“Baby, I want you to do me a favor now. The padding on your bra can block a lot of sensation.” He rose upright yet remained on his knees and offered her his hands.

She took them and sat up.

“I’m going to reach behind and unfasten your bra, so you can take it off.”

She opened her mouth to speak.

“Your T-shirt will stay on. I’m honoring our agreement.”

She licked her lips.

He didn’t wait for her acknowledgement. He slid under the fabric to unhook her bra.

She took one strap off at a time and pulled it down her right arm.

Her nipples were at attention. It was one of the most beautiful things he’d ever seen. “That’s right. Now you can lie back again.”

He went back to kissing a safe zone—her stomach. Slowly, he made his way north. Kissing under her gorgeous C-cups, over to the side, and up the center. Each breast got the same attention.

Then for the pièce de résistance. He landed his mouth over her right nipple, and she moaned. God, it was fucking beautiful. He kissed and licked, and when he knew it was safe, he sucked. He punished her with such exquisite torture, by the end of this he’d have her begging for all he had to offer.

He loved on her breasts, kneading them gently, probably making her insanely wet. Her panties were surely wetter than her T-shirt right now.

She moaned again and squirmed some.

He knew she was close to coming. That’s enough for tonight’s lesson.

He rose upright, pulled down her T-shirt, and watched as she opened her eyes.

“What…”

“Precious, let’s not do too much the first night. I want you to go home and think about tonight, especially what you were feeling, what you liked and didn’t like. Come back tomorrow night, and we can talk about it some more. Okay?”

She nodded, her pretty doe eyes looking up at him with eager anticipation.

“Why don’t you go to the bathroom and get dressed.” He stood and helped her upright.

When she was behind closed doors, he pulled out a notepad and made her a shopping list. This would be good for her, and hella fun for him.

She came out a few minutes later and stood at his side.

“You did great tonight.”

“Thank you.”

“Here is a shopping list. These are things we will need for the next two weeks. And maybe beyond.” He grinned. “The starred items are what you will wear tomorrow. Okay?”

She nodded and took the folded paper and the three bills he put inside.

She gasped. “Three hundred dollars! I can’t take this.”

He drew her close and pecked her lips. “Shh, princess. Do as I say, and you will enjoy your lessons. And your boyfriend will never want to leave you alone for this long again.”

Her smile blossomed. She clearly loved the idea, and Lance felt his stomach turn.

She pecked his lips, shoved the paper in her purse, and headed out to her car.

Lance watched her through the front window.

Fuck me!

ChapterTwo

Ana made it to her campus apartment building still panting. What the hell was that? Her best friend, whom she’d forced herself to think of as only platonically, offered his help in learning more about sex. The goal being to have more fun and get closer to Matt.

She locked the door behind her, dropped her purse on the side table, and immediately went to turn down the air conditioning. Her temperature must have risen to two hundred degrees.

She plopped down on a chair and retrieved his list.

4 pairs of white cotton thongs *

1 lacy black thong

1 lacy thong in your favorite color

3 mini thongs, different colors

1 see-through bra

1 see-through T-shirt

2 underboob T-shirts

1 deep V-neck, loose tank top

4 flowing short skirts (that can be worn in public)*

Wow! This was quite a list. She wasn’t so sure about some of these things—they were definitely risqué but she had to trust him. She didn’t have much choice if she wanted his help.

Now, where to find this stuff.

Damn! Why was it so hot?

Ana striped out of her T-shirt and shorts, then opened the laptop her parents gave her freshman year.

She looked, read, clicked, and searched some more. Okay, she had most everything picked out, and they offer expedited shipping. She had to buy the white cotton thongs and the skirts locally because Lance said he wanted her to wear them for tomorrow.

She checked out and exhaled.

Wow! What a night. What a truly amazing night.

Her smokin’ hot friend was teaching her about sex.